Here’s the thing about Turn Right at Machu Picchu: Rediscovering the Lost City One Step at a Time: it’s just the kind of book I should absolutely love. It’s got adventure and travel and a big heaping of memoir as Mark Adams does exactly what the subtitle says: rediscovering Machu Picchu one step by journalist shaky step at a time.
But I had a really hard time not just getting into the book but staying in it. I don’t think this is Adam’s fault, though. There’s a lot going on in my life right now, and it’s the kind of stress that would have me diving for a romance novel, not something heavy with history of South America – as fascinating as that history may be.
So we’ll call this a bonk – like a race where something went wrong but I can’t pinpoint exactly what that is. Nothing anything Adams did wrong. It really was a lovely book, and I can see why it was a New York Times bestseller. Just came across my desk at the wrong time.
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